Outside the city of Delhi, corpses littered the fields, blood flowed into rivers, and each war horse stood alone in front of the body of its master, moaning in a low and mournful voice.
"receive!"
Qin Yuan's eyes were stern and he gave an order. The five thousand cavalrymen behind him all shook their heads, cleaning all the blood on their sabers. Their movements were uniform, like cold machines without any emotion.
Opposite them, the remaining Delhi Sultanate cavalry were completely frightened.
I was frightened by the scene in front of me.
In the cavalry duel, they were defeated so completely, simply.
There was no strategy, a very head-on confrontation, 20,000 people versus 5,000 people. Not only did they not take any advantage, but it was just a wave of hedging. Less than half of our own strength was left, and more than 10,000 people died on both sides.
There is an open space between them.
Looking up, they were all corpses of one's own side. It was difficult to see the figure of the opponent's cavalry. Even if there were, the opponent was still able to struggle, mount the horse again, and quickly return to the team.
The soldiers looked at each other as if they were looking at devils, and their hands could not help but tremble.
In the previous confrontation, they personally experienced the terror of these Ming cavalry.
They have superb riding skills, are simple and practical, and have trained countless horse fighting skills. Of course, the most important thing is the armor they wear. Even the sharpest sword can hardly cause damage to the cavalry protected by this armor.
substantial harm.
The sabers in the hands of the Ming people seemed not as beautiful as their scimitars, but they were extremely suitable for charging on horseback and were extremely sharp.
"rise!"
Soon, the opponent launched another charge.
The war horse is accelerating, and the saber has been raised high, like the sickle of death, about to harvest the humble life.
"Escape~"
Someone collapsed, turned around, and ran away quickly without looking back.
Then people around them began to follow in large numbers. When they saw these Ming cavalry, they were as scary as seeing the devil.
If the fight continues and only one more wave of counterattacks is needed, the remaining less than 10,000 people will probably all die outside the city of Delhi.
Some people ran away in fear of death, while others bravely launched a charge and died gloriously on the battlefield like a warrior. In the blink of an eye, the 20,000 cavalrymen who had just charged out with great force and momentum disappeared into thin air.
Only the wailing horses and the smoke and dust left by the fleeing cavalry still tell the world what happened here.
On the top of the city of Delhi, Sultan Shikandar and many ministers looked at what was happening outside the city. They all opened their mouths in disbelief.
As nomadic people, they were so completely defeated on horseback. They were just two hedgers, and their own cavalry, which had an absolute advantage in life, suffered such a disastrous defeat and were beaten to the point of fleeing.
The honor of the warriors was lost, the wives, children, and children in the city were lost, and the blood of the homeless tribe was lost.
"terrible!"
Shikandar Sultan fell into a sluggish state and witnessed a battle with his own eyes. At this moment, he understood why the Ming people were called the invincible.
As powerful as the Ottoman Empire, which was bullied by the Ming Dynasty, it ceded territory and paid compensation. It knelt down and begged for mercy. The proud Persians were working hard to improve relations with the Ming Dynasty. The Timurid Empire, which had repeatedly attacked the Delhi Sultanate, was directly destroyed.
The Kazakh Khanate on the grassland was beaten and surrendered, and every year they attacked the Ming Empire with 100,000 war horses.
This is the Ming Dynasty.
What he faced was just a vassal state under the Ming Empire. The other party only had five thousand cavalry. But it was said that the Ming Empire had an army of one million, and almost everyone could be a cavalry. How terrifying and terrifying that would be.
horrible.
Sultan Shikandar returned to his luxurious palace with extremely complicated emotions. He ordered that he would no longer accept requests from ministers, but instead, he would enjoy himself in his luxurious palace.
He ordered people to find the best chefs, cooked a lot of delicious food for himself, and then ordered people to bring all kinds of fine wines, drinking them to his heart's content until he was a little drunk.
He also ordered people to recruit his nine favorite concubines, and enjoyed the service of the beauties to their heart's content.
He knew that his end had come, maybe tomorrow, with the arrival of Ning Guo's main army, the country would change hands, and everything would disappear.
Sultan Shikandar is dying in a drunken dream, but the city of Delhi has exploded. The Sultan has not seen any of his ministers. This makes the truly loyal ministers anxious, like ants on a hot pot, and they are in panic all day long.
As for those ministers who were thinking of escaping from the beginning, they were also discussing in secret at this moment. It was obviously impossible to escape. The city was already surrounded by Ming cavalry, making it difficult to break out.
So if you want to survive, your only chance is to seek refuge with the Ming people.
Therefore, many people are discussing that when the Ming army attacks the city, they will take the initiative to offer the city. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope.
For people like them, as long as they are alive, they can still live a prosperous life.
Behind each minister represents a family or tribe of the Delhi Sultanate, which has plundered here for three hundred years. The wealth passed down from generation to generation is unknown, but it is enough for them to live a carefree life.
If they die, everything will disappear, so they are absolutely unwilling to perish with the Delhi Sultanate, even if they are kneeling, as long as they can survive.
The next day, the army led by King Ning arrived at the gate of Delhi as scheduled.
Prince Ning, who was riding on a tall horse, looked at the city of Delhi in front of him through binoculars.
The tall and solid city walls, with round spiers standing on them, and the rich Persian and Arabic style make people clearly know the gods that the people here believe in.
"I heard that when the Delhi Sultanate ruled Northern India, taxes were very heavy."
"Yes, Your Majesty~"
"Farmers in the Delhi Sultanate need to pay a land tax to the Sultan called Kalaj. Dry fields need to pay one-third to two-thirds of the harvest. If it is paddy fields, they need to pay two-thirds of the harvest."
"At the same time, on the Delhi Sultanate side, they issued a silver coin called a tanka, and directly collected money instead of physical objects. At the same time, all commerce and import and export trade were handed over to the specialized 'Banya' merchant caste.
And to increase the plunder and exploitation of Northern Tianzhu."
Liu Jiang, who was beside Prince Ning, quickly replied that he was from Tianzhutong, he had done enough homework and knew the situation here very clearly.
"Your Majesty, this city contains the wealth accumulated by the Delhi Sultanate over three hundred years of plunder. Any noble family will probably have an unimaginable wealth."
"Haha, right~"
"I am worried that I have no money to spend."
"Tell everyone that after capturing this place, 30% of all the property looted belongs to them. It doesn't matter if I search it carefully, dig three feet in the ground, or turn it upside down. I won't do anything about it in the future.
We need this place to be our capital.”
When King Ning heard this, he immediately burst into laughter.
"Thank you, Your Majesty~"
When the many soldiers around him heard this, they immediately said in unison.
Soon, accompanied by the rumbling sound of artillery shelling, artillery shells roared in the sky and attacked the city of Delhi.
The siege began.
According to King Ning's prediction, Delhi must be a tough nut to crack. There are tens of thousands of defenders here, and the city walls are strong. It will probably take a lot of effort to capture it.
However, something happened that made Prince Ning dumbfounded.
After several rounds of shelling, as soon as King Ning's army attacked the city, the city gate opened by itself. At the opened city gate, many ministers of the Delhi Sultanate and their men were kneeling down to welcome King Ning's army.
arrival.
"This~"
Seeing such a scene, Prince Ning was stunned and overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, these princes and ministers of the Delhi Sultanate actually surrendered on their own initiative, opened the city gate to surrender, and fought in without any effort.
The rest is very simple.
Tens of thousands of troops passed through the opened city gate and quickly entered the city of Delhi, attacking every place in the city of Delhi with lightning speed.
The defenders of Delhi City were simply vulnerable. Large, large areas of the defenders did not even resist at all, and surrendered very simply.
In less than an hour, King Ning's army had already reached the Sultan's palace.
In an extremely luxurious palace, on a huge bed, Sultan Shikandar was sleeping soundly among the beauties, as if he had forgotten all his sorrows, as if everything happening outside had nothing to do with him.
Same.
"Great Sultan, great Sultan~"
"The people of Ming Dynasty are coming in, the people of Ming Dynasty are coming in!"
Someone came here in a hurry and shouted loudly. Looking at everything in front of them, they couldn't help but feel sad.
The country is already on the verge of collapse, but Sultan Shikandar is still addicted to women and enjoying himself, without any danger of the country's collapse.
"how could be?"
"Isn't this too fast?"
Sikandar Sultan woke up from a daze. His head still hurt. He drank too much wine yesterday.
He didn't quite believe it. No matter how powerful the Ming people were, the city of Delhi was so strong. It didn't matter how long it would take, but there would definitely be no problem in holding on for a few days.
"Someone surrendered to the Ming people and directly opened the city gate and let the Ming people in. Now all the Ming people have come to the palace."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were already bursts of fighting and screaming outside, so much so that the concubines around Sultan Sikandar screamed in horror, feeling uneasy and uneasy all day long.
"Execute them all!"
Sultan Sikandar looked at his most beloved concubines and ordered coldly.
It's just that no one has carried out his orders, because outside, King Ning's army has already come to kill him.